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I'm back and I'm stuck up in this ***** (who dat?)Me ***** (who dat?)The Brooklyn thug, what the **** you see *****?I'm known for regulatin' this game, **** a critic'Cause when I'm spittin', I'ma split your shititWhen I aim, yo you try to get a nameBut ain't, provin' a thangI'm still doin' my thang,(go head) bells they still ring (uh huh)Now who the lame that wan' tango with lil fameStep in the ring and I'll break yo' *** up like mills lane(Ah!) how you like me now?That "kool moe p" ****, *****, put it downYo I need a silencer gat, **** too loud